Alex Truesdale Memorial

On March 28, 2019 my husband, best friend, and father to my child passed away in his sleep. He was born with a hereditary terminal lung disease by the name of Cystic Fibrosis. He lived a very hard, painful life from beginning to end. His life expectancy was age 25, so you see, we had him on borrowed time. Despite many dark hours and close calls.... We made it this far. He was my entire world, good and bad. His daughter turns seven this next May. He would have been turning 31 this April 15th..... Our 7 year wedding anniversary is coming April 1st. I'm left with his amazingly joyful, personality overload of a daughter who keeps me going. She is the epitome of Alex's good qualities - sharp as hell and brilliant in every way. She and I will miss Alex like crazy.... Making us laugh, and feel special. He loved us and he loved HARD. He spent his last days telling us how much he loved us and hoping to see us very soon. His poor body simply couldn't take the copious amounts of stress his mind and his lungs were under. His heart was not strong enough anymore. He was special to us in ways no one will understand. We had a rough life together battling emotional turmoil and poverty... Lost loved ones, a passion for music, animals, and love. He called me his "green eyed monster" endearingly. I owe him my life and much more, although that gets really complicated. To sum this up the best I can, Alex and I spoke of this moment many times although he never was clear about what he wanted following his death. 

One thing makes sense to me, a gathering of friends & family in memory and tribute to his life, his music, and his energy. In creating this fund, I ask you to please contribute any amount to help us create a lasting memory for my baby and for his daughter, Alessa, to keep in her heart. He once told me he would hope his life had enough meaning for someone to do this memorial event for him. Yes it's what he wanted and it is what I need to cope. I need our friends, our brothers and sisters in the metal community, and anyone anywhere who may have any love or respect for such a unique and talented individual. If Alex loved you, you knew it. He was never short on affection or words.... And I can imagine what he'd say at this moment. 

I would like to make a promise that every single penny donated will be put into the memorial and burial expenses... The remainder, if any, will go to his daughter Alessa. She doesn't quite understand the reality of this or is still processing her emotions, but one thing she knows is that Daddy can't call her to say goodnight anymore... And that's a really distressing thing for me to hear her say. I want to give her a happy image of her daddy who she adored so damn much. His little Alessa. My daughter has had a difficult start to her life but I am not giving up.... Please help us show Alex we loved him and he will not be forgotten. I love you, I love you, I love you, you weren't supposed to leave us yet.  
RIP.. I'm relieved only that you are no longer in constant agony. You are our world and always were. Goodbye baby. You made a perfect little girl who looks just like you more and more every day. Those big blue eyes are yours and I will be seeing you in them.